Dream recorded: 10/28/2026
I was watching all these people with someone, but not on a TV.
Watching in another way I can’t logically explain.
No TV screens, but we were watching people and could zoom in and go in.
We focused on this guy, Asian mix, maybe Hawaiian.
Eddie or Ed, Higgs or Higgins.
He was using a scooter when we focused on him and traveling the world.
And I asked, “How can he travel the world with a student visa?”
And he had a degree in theology.
He seemed happy.
And then there was this other room.
Spooky chips.
This woman was advertising her spooky chips, and this other guy was saying, I guess nothing went wrong with this lady and her advertising.
And it sounded like ad voices on top of each other.
And I was in a room, waking up, I guess.
I took a nap watching.
I was on a bed looking for something, and the guy I was with said, “Well, go here.”
We went to that place, the spooky chips place, to look closer.
And because nothing went wrong with the spooky chips, the guy was explaining how to make the chips and salsa from this celebrity woman who literally just got a damn thing of salsa and some tortilla chips and called them spooky chips.
But there was this room.
It was like a pool with no water.
It was a whole bunch of people fucking.
There was this woman who looked at this guy that I’ve seen before in the dream, the Asian guy, and a white guy, and asked him, “Did you want some spooky chips?”
And he was too busy fucking, and he said, “Yeah, but after.”
He could barely talk.
He was so exhausted but still grinding, but he was sitting too.
This white lady.
She had shades on.
She was older, in charge of them.
It was weird.
I did not want to be there.
Then I woke up from my alarm.
